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He replaced my bitter tears
with sweet springs in the deep valley
Holy and Beautiful Lord,
all the glory to your name,
for ever and ever
Holy

Tales from the Dorkside (featuring Darko the Super)
written by Nathan Conrad, Evan Souza and Nick Mitchell
Publishing for Darko the super: Outer

would come record it
With phonetic clone software who ever woulda thought it?
But I included numbers in my rap unsupported
By their new OS that's why OS

stakes
Pack your trash and go you free yourself and get rid of all of that weight
His authority is the warranty livin’ in your new name
I’m already inside

of caffeine
Shaking in the presence of the risen King, ugh
I was so afraid
His Glory cut me like a blade
Yet He knew me by my name
Even though I strayed and ran

the clutch, let the rev (vroom)
Nicholas is sick like syphilis, spit like the chest flu
A symptom in my system different than cardiac arrest
I can never stop

me 
One and only in me 

Honor the Lord all you sons of man 
Honor and glory is due His name 
The Lord rules and He reigns bless His name 
Reigns

score,
You live in every skin fade Barry does in your name,
and every word Doyler speaks on stage.
You live in Dean Delayney,
Burbock, Adam Evans,
In

When struggles in my face (c'mon)
Adversities not hurting me (c'mon)
I'm stronger by his grace (Yeah)
I'm weak but He's sufficient 
His stripes we

that torch is lit

I’m a carry your flame thru the rain and hold your 

Name high in the sky like a forklift

Cuz your legacy was heavy

To those that

Haha more than confidence in the flesh we bout to flex on this one yo! Yo tell em!
I got the juice
I got that cool
I got the truth
I got that new
I

father.
You brought me out the Miry clay
You know my name
Removed all the fear...
The bitterness, the shame.
De-mons-they-trem-ble
cnd-they-just-get-mamed

easy I fail daily
But by Gods grace
Is what saved me
On that rugged cross
2, 000 Years ago
Jesus came and took my place
Now I can look sin in the face

India number 1 junior player one day
Top 100 in the world in all kids my age
Thought I was on track to creating a name
For myself and my country in

and bathed in flame,
his ashes scattered by the breath of thy divine word
Who shall be born upon angelic wings, raven black, through the nighted arches

You been cutting heads since I was a babe
Nothings changed
The game remains the same
No other Name
By which we can be saved
Catastrophes
Philosophies

marked I been refined
Imago dei I'm your design
Made me in your image
You made me to be different
The clay up in the potter's hands
Shaped me with